4Cardboard baby,
You're everything you wanted yourself to be,
Look up at me as you take your last breath.
And now, you've slit your wrists too deep,
For me to save you again.
Rest in enternal sleep.
Cardboard daddy,
How could you do this to her?
She wasn't a painting, a fixture on the wall,
she was a bit crooked on her hanger,
and you couldn't fix her.
So you just let her drop on the ground from her hanger.
Whatever happened to your little pink princess, now covered in blood.
A/N: Honestly, I'm not sure if I like it or hate it. I'm leaning towards hate.